Swashbucklers Palindrome
Vampires
bottle the spin
hypnosis pours again,
dripping eagerly
intoxicating the kiss.
Tongues dance boldly,
rolling are women blind.
Is it maybe…enough?
Teeth tasting, touch sedating.
A gang of laser focused swashbucklers.
Sedating touch, tasting teeth.
Enough? Maybe it is.
Blind women are rolling,
boldly dance tongues.
Kiss the intoxicating,
eagerly dripping,
again pours hypnosis.
Spin the bottle,
vampires.
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